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(This was made exclusively for FTP) Ruby, Ruby, Ruby (Pull the trigger, Budd Dwyer) You don't fuckin' know me, bitch I'm tired of all these dudes (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Hmm, fuck your homies (Ayy, haha) Shut the fuck up and listen (Ayy) Five to the nine to the gray, such a clan of mistakes I've tried taking my life as a plan to escape Never planned to get paid All this cash in the bank got me laughin' maniacally Gas in the tank, no more askin': "Please hire me" Beggin': "Don't fire me, sir, I'm sorry, I'm late" Now I am late when I wanna be, so I'm gonna be late What the fuck my name? I forgot it What day is today? Drugs prey on my brain Can't stop it, keep on poppin' "Oddy changed after the fame" Hahaha, bitch, I'm still the same Piece of shit that you ignored in college, yah, yah, yah Letras de cancionesI swear to God, I hate every single one of you motherfuckers Ayy, ayy Double cup drowning my hurt (Ah) FTP all on my shirt (Ah) Told Zac' I need me a Perc' (Ah) Starship, I'm whippin' like Kirk (Ah) Might be off Addy and Xan (Ah) G*59 be the clan (Ah) Chew all my pills like my dad (Ah) Grab my dick, "He-He", I'm bad (Ah) Fuck a stigma, I'm a drug addict Mind missing like Trump Ballots Empty the jacket out the ratchet More guns than Barack's pallets Mind missing like "Hey, found it" I'm too foul like "Hey, count it" Shouting "Grey" like I'm autistic So high, broke the laws of physics From Letras Mania